away. “Vegeta?” “Mmh?” “What were you doing there?” “Nothing.” “And why did you stir up the whole center?"" What can I do if such an old quirk thinks I'm stealing from them, I just want to ask for directions !! Then such a stupid cow wants to sell me bras, I can't pay and then the house bank has closed !! Just so that I would get haunted by this quirk again! "He had poured his anger on her so quickly that she looked like a car." You asked for directions? "Now Vegeta looked like a doused poodle. He had secretly hoped to be comforted by her, but not to be asked such a stupid question.

"Why? Well ..." He played with his hands, embarrassed. "Well, yes. I can. Actually yes, but here. Well, I can't read your" language "."

silence

Bulma was shocked. "How can you not read OUR language?" "Like I said. I can't!" Bulma just nodded. She knew that Vegeta's pride had hit pretty hard and changed the subject. "Tomorrow you can go out and train in your GR.Relieved that she changed the subject, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly and noisily. "A few hours ago a saleswoman came in here and said you wanted to buy LADIES 'underwear." Vegeta jumped up and waved his arms around the area. "No, I don't want to! She bombed me with it!" "Anyway, I bought something. Vegeta looked down from Bulma and saw a frying pan in her right hand." What do you want with that? "Carefully Bulma lifted the frying pan." This is responsible for your eye ... "But before Vegeta could say anything, an old woman rushed in and shouted police. But she had frightened Bulma, who reacted without thinking and the pan against her Head hit. But the woman didn't tip over. Bulma and Vegeta looked at her like two omnibuses. "asked Bulma affectionately." Sure! " " Who are you? "" My name is Dorie and this is my story. I live in the reef and I don't eat fish."Then the old woman left." You are right. She really doesn't have a waffle anymore.

After a few hours the two got a message that Vegeta had been released earlier. Glad not to have to lie down anymore, Vegeta flew out of the window and to his, you guessed it, GR to train. Vegeta immediately trained without a warm-up because if he had a passion for something, it was for training. Bulma took her time to get home. When she got home she started to prepare dinner. Attracted by the smell, Vegeta, who had not got enough food and his immense appetite, came and sat at the table and watched Bulma cook. She was pretty but Vegheta saw that she was tense. “You vegeta?” “What is it now?” She sat down opposite him. "Why did you freak out so recently? I mean, I yelled at you, but you attacked me straight away. You didn't hurt me, but you were so scared ..."Vegeta was silent. He hadn't wanted to freak out at the time, but couldn't control himself. A long, deep silence enveloped the two of them. Nobody knew what to do. Bulma put the food on the table and began to eat in silence. "bulma es ... it does with ll .. sorry" Bulma looked up. Vegeta apologized? That bordered on a miracle. He looked at Bulma, embarrassed, and blushed redder than a tomato. Bulma couldn't contain herself and started giggling. Vegeta got even redder, so that he looked like a fireworks about to explode. Bulma smiled cheerfully at him and said: "It doesn't matter." And actually his red color got a little lighter. "Bulma, where can I change my money?" "In the bank. It is close by. You have to turn right on the main street, then past the church, on the left and right is the bank. You can't miss it. "Vegeta shoveled in the last of the stake and made her way to the bank.He wanted to buy her favorite perfume for Bulma for her birthday: Violet Luck: But he couldn't buy it with his money. So he set off.

After a quarter of an hour he arrived. It was a small bank, no bigger than a medium-sized pub. He stood behind a small queue that was standing in front of a small, barred counter. An old, small and wrinkled woman was standing in front of it and was arguing with the bank clerk. That would take a little longer. He looked around. The room was sparsely furnished. A chair here, a table there. All the walls were white. Not for Vegeta's taste. The snake moved slowly forward. Now there were only three people left in front of him. No, he didn't like it here. Everything bare and dreary. Only two people left before him. In some places the plaster was already crumbling. Just a boy with his mother. It was stuffy and it was hot too. Long, small beads of sweat slid down his face. Now it was his turn.He walked slowly towards the counter. The woman behind didn't look particularly happy. She eyed him. His face, his broad torso and stopped at his monkey tail. She frowned slowly. She had never seen anything like it before. Then she looked back at the upper body. The man in front of her had many scars and scrapes. Then she looked into his eyes and asked with a smile: "What can I do for you? Dear Mr." Vegeta just put the money down and said he wanted to change it. The woman's blue eyes widened. She had never seen money like this before. Who was this man "I'm sorry, but I don't know this currency. How high is the short?" Vegeta slowly rolled his eyes. "One euro is a croconian coin (is a different currency than in the department store, has to do with the planet conquest)." "If you say so." And he actually got his money and was able to leave.

He laughed to himself. Because he got more money.Than he should have gotten. 2 croconical coins were namely 1 euro. And so he happily flew into town. It didn't take him long to land in front of a perfumery and enter.

It was richly decorated with flowers and bows. There were rows of perfumes on all three walls and a cash register in the middle, which was surrounded by more tables filled with perfume. Vegeta wandered slowly around the great landscape of perfumes. There were colorful bottles of various shapes around everywhere. It was a veritable maze of bottles, shelves, flowers and ribbons. He felt lost in this world of fragrances and decorative items. Lost and already half desperate, he searched for the perfume he wanted. "Can I help you further?" "Well, carefully turned to the seller, I'm looking for a perfume. Now what was the name? Violet luck."

The salesman led the embarrassed Vegeta to a large bulbous bottle that narrowed towards the top.The seller left and Vegeta carefully picked up the bottle. It was a 100 ml bottle. He glanced at the price quickly and went to the checkout. He paid quickly and painlessly and left the store. He flew home relieved.

After a few minutes

He crept quietly into the house and into the basement. “I hope Bulma doesn't notice me.” He rummaged around wildly in the cupboards and dust swirled up. Involuntarily he had to sneeze and tears welled up in his eyes. He took a few steps back to get out of the dust. In doing so, he hit a tray trolley, the one against the neighboring shelf. This wobbled and the top board crashed down onto the next board, the left end of which tore down and made the other one snap up, against the soccer ball that was still on the board and made it fly across the room the bookshelf slammed and caused it to collapse. All the other shelves collapsed from the shock and Vegeta stood in a heap of rubble and couldn't believe it.Bulma was alerted by the noise, and she came running straight away. Startled, she stopped in the doorway. "What have you been up to now !! Have a look around !! It's a mess !!" Vegeta only picked up the wrapping paper and a pair of bows, shrugged and left. It almost goes without saying that she didn't say a word to him. But soon she didn't care anymore and prepared everything for her birthday party.

Day x was getting closer and closer and then after endless waiting I was finally there. Bulma got up with a big smile and prepared everything from the food to the decorations. She was in the best holiday mood. At twelve the first guests arrived. Son Goku with his wife Chichi and his sons Son Gohan and Son Goten. As always, Goku rushed to the buffet. Then came Piccolo, Yamcha and Krillin. They got the party going, Piccolo maybe not like that. Last but not least, the others from the Z group came. All of them had nicely wrapped presents.Only one present looked out of place, Vegetas. He hadn't done well wrapping his present.

After a while Bulma unwrapped the presents until only Vegetas remained. Everyone looked at the present with interest. What would Vegetas, Bulma give? They all looked at Vegeta in surprise when the small perfume bottle appeared.

Bulma freaked out with joy: “Veggi is great!” And she ran up to the surprised and confused Vegeta, hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He fell over in shock and didn't wake up again until a few minutes later.

Yamcha, on the other hand, yelled at Bulma that she hadn't done that with his present and went to the bar to get a mug of fruit. Vegeta, who woke up in shock, rubbed his cheek and stood in the corner. He was offended and wanted to show everyone that he didn't put up with that.

You pleased him that Bulma liked his gift better than Yamchas.So he "survived" this party and was soon able to go back to his training.

What he did not know was that in a galaxy far, far away, a planet reappeared that was once destroyed by a being called Frezeer.

So that was the 2nd part, I'll write a third one. I am happy about comics and criticism.